The good, the bad and the ugly.

[clashwho]

During ASMing Amadeus at the Irish Classical Theatre I would often go to a sub shop around the block. I would cut through a building to get there. One day, I saw a tiny sparrow trapped inside the building. I saw it flying frantically around, trying to get out through the doors. This was summertime and one door was propped open. That was obviously

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[andervandersnoo]

That's weird, I also have a dying bird memory that really became part of who I am. Although, it is a bit different. The chick fell out of the tree and I tried to save it by taking it in my hand and trying to find food. It died in a few minutes so I buried it under the slide. I must have been about 7 or 8.

Never forgot it.

[clashwho]

Thank you for sharing that. I wasn't sure how people would respond to that, or even if anyone would respond. I wanted to post the nice sparrow story, but I had to follow it with the ugly story. It's not nice, but it happened.